Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Thailand and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Goldenarms to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Crime. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marine Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fire Engines,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barrington Levy,
Scan 7,
Boz Scaggs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Q65,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Sheep,
The Misunderstood,
Faraquet,
Inner City,
John Cale,
Easy Going,
Bobby Sherman,
Stereo Dub,
Anthony Braxton,
The American Breed,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Age Steppers,
Magma,
The Beau Brummels,
Flash Fearless,
Flipper,
New York Dolls,
Model 500,
Marvin Gaye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zapp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Excepter,
Dennis Brown,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mummies,
Iggy Pop,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Toni Rubio,
F. McDonald,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
Darondo,
Reuben Wilson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Simply Red,
Visage,
Marmalade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deakin,
Leonard Cohen,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.